May 5, 2024
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funniest image I've drawn in a long time
Rhys stepped into Mica's cell, the place painfully empty. He inhaled, shuddering and choking up. It was a fairly painless execution, Mica properly dressed, hair combed, and a tired smile on his face. Oh, that poor soul. Rhys was considering going to Nemesis himself to break it to them. But first, Joe.
Rhys made his way to Joe's cell, feeling heavier by each step. He got there and knocked, then came in before he got an answer. There was Joseph, sitting in his tainted glory.
"Oh Faxon, I was starting to think you wouldn't show up to see me; I'm flattered by your time."
"Hi, Bombast." He sat down.
". . . Rhys?"
"Mica's gone, Joe." His voice broke at that. "He's not coming back."
"Oh." The silence spoke volumes as Joe moved closer to Rhys, putting an arm around him. His voice thickened as he spoke. "It'll be okay. You have something to fight for now."
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
plz read our thing we worked hard on it (new chapters btw)
Guard 1: bro i think we should quit this epi guy is annoying Guard 2: with what money bro G1: idk ill become a stripper bro we can run away
read our stuff plz (coauthored by @as-the-stars-foretold, our brainchild)
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
have a look at my (really) short horror one-shot i meant to release on halloween
hey
would people like to come and spectate an rp me and some moots are running atm? send an ask if your interested
Epimetheus: *just chilling in Engineering Wing 3*
Somewhere down the hall: *crashing of pots*
Epimetheus, grabbing his mace: If this place is haunted, these ghosts better be paying rent!